"Race. Wake up." Tenderfoot said as he hit him with a pillow. "It's 9 a.m." Race rolled out of bed, got dressed and walked to the stables with Tenderfoot.

"Your friends stopped by and said they would come by to visit around lunch," said Tenderfoot as he opened two separate stable doors. Tenderfoot brought two horses outside and tied them to a fence outside.

"Now this is what you first must do." Tenderfoot explained. "Pick up the horses hooves and use this to scrape out all of the dirt and stuff in its hoof. Then brush him, put on the saddle, then the bridle and then bring him out. I'll stay here to supervise you okay?" Race picked up the hooves and cleaned them. Afterwards he cleaned the horse. He was doing fine until he had to put the saddle on. Tenderfoot was laughing quietly as he watched Race try to life the heavy saddle.

"I see your having fun over there." Race said when he noticed Tenderfoot laughing at him.

"Oh yeah, having a blast!" Tenderfoot retorted. After a couple more minutes, he ran over to help Race put the saddle on the horse. Eventually they were done and it was almost lunchtime.

"Great, I'm starving." Race said.

"Same here so hurry up." Tenderfoot told him.

"What?" he asked puzzeled.

"We all take turns getting the food. Since your new and you live here, your gonna get the food."

"What do I do?" asked Race.

"You just have to do is go to a restaurant, and get food." Tenderfoot explained. "First, go around asking everyone…" but he didn't get a chance to finish because someone quickly smacked him on the head. Tenderfoot turned around and became face to face with Chrys.

"Sorry Race. We like to play a prank on those who are new and those who are leaving the circus. However, you're my friend so this one is on me. Just go to Harold, ask for the list of food and money. He will give them both to you and you just buy it and come back. Now go. We're starving." She said as she playfully smacked him on the head. Race walked towards Harold's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Race opened the door and stepped inside. "Yes?"

"I'm here for the food list and money." Race said.

"Money?! You don't get any money until the end of the week kid! Here's the food list! Now go!" Harold threw the list at Race and he quickly ran out of the office. He stopped for breath near the elephants when he heard laughter. He turned around to see Chrys, Michael, and Tenderfoot behind him.

"Sorry Race," said Michael. "But a prank is a prank."

"Yeah, sorry," said Chrys. "But you could have had much worst you know. Moreover, I did say this prank was on me. Actually from me. Anyways, what you have to do is you have to go around the circus grounds, collect money, then use the money they give you and buy whatever the list says. But you can't buy food that cost $.15 for someone if they give you $.05. It has to be equal or below. Then you give the person the change you get."

"Okay," Race said. "Since I'm talking to you, I guess you can be first. Let's see," he said as his eyes scanned for them in the columns. "Okay, dance performers/singer's/ horse acrobats. (Is that what its called?) Wow, that's a lot of stuff you guys do."

"We're talented," muttered Michael.

"You both get nothing but fruit and vegetables. So gimme your money." He said as he held out his hand.

"Haha. You sound like your robbing someone. Here's $1.00 from each of us. Tenderfoot, go with him and help carry the food." Chrys said as she tossed him the money and walked to the horses. Race took the money and both he and Tenderfoot walked around the circus, collecting money. As soon as they were done, they walked to Tibby's and brought everything. When they came back, each had two large bags of food. Then they had to pass it around everyone. Finally, they were both done and slowly made their way to the big tent.

"Hey Race!" Race turned around and saw Jack, David, Les, Kid, and Spot sitting in the stands.

"Hey guys!" Race said as he quickly made his way over to them. "How's it going?"

"Boring but it must be a lot of fun here right?" Kid asked.

"Not really. I have to do more work then I have ever done in my life. This is worst then selling papes. Can I come back Jack?" pleaded Race.

"No. You know what might happen if you started to sell papes again." Jack then lowered his voice. "Besides, Les doesn't know anything about this so don't say anything about it when's he around." Race nodded his head to show he understood.

"Hey Race!" Chrys screamed. "It's time for your lessons!"

"What lessons?" Race screamed back.

"Your horse riding lessons!" she yelled.

"No! No! No! I won't do it!" Race yelled as he tried to leave, only to discover Michael grabbed his arms and was dragging him in the ring. Tenderfoot quickly took the two horses they were working on that morning, and tied the bridles closely together. Chrys took a harness, and tied it around Race.

"This is to make sure you won't get hurt. If you slip, this harness will catch you." Then she forced Race on the horse and Michael got on the other horse. Michael started the horses into a gallop and Chrys started to whoop and holler. When they were running fast enough, Michael jumped up so he was now standing on the horse. He turned and offered his hand to Race to help him stand up. Race slowly stood and he could feel the harness starting to tighten as he stood. Race looked around and noticed he was standing on the horse. He began to smile and whoop. Suddenly his foot slipped, and Race started to flail his arms. He hit Michael on the chest and because Michael wasn't wearing a harness, he fell off the horse and landed painfully on the ground. Race slipped off his horse but was stopped in midair as the harness caught him. He saw his newsie friends run from the stands and help him down from the harness. When Race was free, he ran over to Michael. Michael was lying on the ground, clutching his wrist and moaning in pain.

"Get a doctor!" screamed Chrys. Race quickly ran with a heavy feeling in his heart, knowing that Michael's injury was his fault.

(For the record, some of you may have realized that there are 2 baby309blue. They are both me.)